I remember when we were young, we would hold hands with each other and make a promise under the camphor tree every spring day. When we are young, we are hazy and do not understand love. You said that I am the sunny day in your life. Wherever I am, there will be the brightest sunny day. At that time, I thought like this, it would be great to keep going like this. I always lament the impermanence of time. In the end, you and I have lost our way and blurred each other. Frost and Flowers in March, this beautiful and sad season, I once said that we would watch the sea together, but things are different now. But, maybe there is a kind of person in the world who is so mean. He said that he still loves me and loves the sunny days in my memory. I believe it...